Beasts within fight
to emerge above
ranks of blood.
Know your place,
run with grace,
avoid the club.
Tear into necks
filled with flowing
thick crimson juice.
Twin devils bite
under moonlit night
with primal fright.
Endure great strain,
know each pain,
avoid the club.
Thinking about old Jack London. He had a way of getting to the heart of life. We all struggle under the law of club and fang. Dogs and humans are very alike in this way.